This read is the closest I’ve seen to describe what a vasectomy really feels like. Forget the “snip snip” stories about quick painless cuts.

The truth? It’s like a massive slowmotion kick in the groin…. Sorry, but I won’t blow sunshine up your behind.

The story from Craig’s List is almost identical to my own experience, except the passing out part. I didn’t walk like a cowboy afterwards either.

I was lucky to get an early appointment. So 2 weeks after my decision, I had the surgery. That meant going to a hospital 2 hours drive away.

The whole thing felt quite sureal. It was a tiny hospital. I was in a room on the 2nd floor with a view towards a green area. There was no curtains pulled and my… *uhmm*… “points of interest” faced the windows. The nurse and surgeon was both women and the spoke with dialect. It was close to an alien abduction with free probing included.

I drove the car home alone too against the advice of the pamphlet I got a few weeks earlier. Had no one to drive me, so took it as advice more than an order. The trip went without problems, but I still vividly remember how the female surgeon looked me dead in the eye after the surgery and said: